Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 101

Frederick was still in the water, his eyes fixed on Marguerite but he didn’t utter a word.

The more quiet he was, the more uneasy Marguerite felt.

She couldn’t focus, not daring to meet the man’s gaze. Her eyes darted about aimlessly but inadvertently locked onto his.

In that moment, Marguerite felt like a thief caught in the act; her panic kicking up a notch.

Sadie relished the sight and couldn’t resist stirring the pot. “Ms. Lockwood, there’s no ladder in this pool. Mr. Winston’s been swimming for a while and he might be pooped. Fancy giving him a hand?”

Marguerite sucked in a breath. Her muscles were taut and she muttered awkwardly, “Um… I’ll pull you up.”

With that, she approached the pool hesitantly reaching out her hand towards him.

Seeing her so jumpy, a mischievous glint appeared in Frederick’s eyes.

He had never seen this feminine side of Marguerite. She was like a scared little kitten waiting for his reassurance.

be if she was like this every

he wouldn’t always lose his

softened. He quickly turned and

the air. When Frederick’s cold hand shot out of the water,

her warm little hand tightly and kicked off the pool floor; his upper body

hit the pool edge and splashed some water

her chest. But it

she felt a shove from behind and involuntarily hurled herself at

around her waist. Then she

water together,

Lockwood, I’m sorry I slipped and accidentally pushed you! Ms. Lockwood can’t swim! You’ve got

clothes. She hastily

*Cough, cough, cough…”

her nose and

a terrible experience. Marguerite clung to Frederick like a lifeline, her legs wrapped around his waist,

so heavily that she didn’t even realize her chest had

a rose and quickly turned around,

ears slightly burning, “Marguerite, calm

barely a whisper, “Can… can you take me to shore? I’m a